Kyrell's POV
I walked through the huge hallway as I made my way to Lady Natalia's chambers.
I took steady and unhurried strides that only spelt grace. The maids and servants alike all bowed their heads as I walked past them but I am too buried in my own thoughts to give any notice to them. I arrived minutes later and entered her chambers after being let in by the guards who were positioned at the door.
"My Lord." she spoke up with a hoarse voice and bowed her head the minute I graced her with his presence. Her voice was weak and fragile.
"Save your strength, My Lady." I told her softly but my facial features were still the same.
I stared at Natalia a little longer than intended. She looked tired, thin and her skin had turned pale. This was probably the first time I had taken a good look at her since we first married.
"How are you feeling now?"
